"cardiomorphic" poems
With savage hunger I dive, I lie
My life too hard to fake, I break
Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry.
Deaths plague the earth for which I stand
A cardiomorphic design implanted on my side
With savage hunger I dive… I lie.
Sewing needles to mend my broken heart
Tear skin, create sin
Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry.
Life too violent, for infant like skin
My body, infected with ill desires
With savage hunger I dive…. I lie.
Like an addict, I’m driven to sin
Over and over again
Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry.
Until, my lifeless flesh departs my brittled bones
Shall I meet my only desire…
With savage hunger I dive…. I lie…
Lines on my arms, tell of tears I cry.
Aug 14, 2011
Aug 14, 2011 at 10:17 PM UTC